Grant's Fury book 6 by Eric Meyer

Author:Eric Meyer
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“Get down!”

It was Ames, and they didn’t need him to repeat it. All four Rangers and Tillman dove flat to the icy ground. Taken by surprise, the Spetsnaz froze, until Ames’ long burst tore into them, firing the AKS-74U on full auto, expending a total of thirty rounds. He started with the man on the left and sprayed the muzzle all the way to the right, and then back again. They spun to the ground, and the Rangers rushed forward to make sure they were dead. Two were still alive, although badly wounded, and Cash finished them with a bullet to the brain for each.

He grimaced with distaste. “I don’t want those bastards running around in our rear, wounded or not.”

He turned as Ames came up with them, and he looked worried. “That burst will put the entire base on alert. We don’t have long.”

They sprinted for the inner compound, protected by a high steel fence topped with razor wire. They reached the sliding gate when two things happened. First, a soldier rushed out, saw them, and fired a panicked burst with his rifle. The bullets went wide, but the gate was already sliding shut. They were still two meters away when it slammed shut, but not before a huge soldier stepped outside to confront them. He must have been seven feet tall, and he wore a sergeant’s stripes on his camos. He snarled a question at them, and Ames replied in Russian. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, and he shouted again. Before he could stop himself, Buck answered in English. The man’s eyes narrowed, and he brought up his rifle.

“You are spies. Here, we shoot spies.”

Grant edged closer, his hands held wide, the rifle slung on his back, and a smile pasted on his lips. The guy paused and looked puzzled. He may have been huge, but he didn’t appear to possess an excess of intellect. He should have shot him dead, but he wasn’t sure. “What do you want?”

“I want you to repeat that.”

His command of English was good. “I said we shoot spies.”

“I thought that was what you said.” In a lightning movement, he snatched out the automatic and fired. The bullet drilled all the way through his head and came out the other side, “Not if we shoot you first, Comrade.”

Cash was examining the gate. “There’s no way we’ll go over that, not in the small amount of time we have left.”

They regarded the perimeter fence, two rows of razor wire each five meters high, and with a two-meter gap in the middle. The dogs inside were going crazy, snapping and baring their teeth, and already more were running to join them, anticipating feasting on the intruders.

“We could shoot the dogs,” Ames suggested, his voice casual. Like shooting down such magnificent animals was of no concern.

“Don’t do that.”

They looked at Buck. “What did you have in mind?”

“Give me a moment.”

He spoke to Kennedy who walked across to a heap of felled timber and picked up a three-meter long tree trunk, almost as wide as his waist.

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